Feathered Friends

I get letters from our feathered friends
who peck out notes with tuneful beaks,
and post-cards too they sometimes send
( I guess Miss Owl corrects mistakes.)
 
I expect to hear from cuckoo soon
some little missive sneaked in pigeon's post,
" Gud Rew, Cud Rew? "a two tone tune
"Tek-care, Tek-care, chicks with sparrow host."
 
Maggie, who's letters are never stamped
squawks, " ta for nice shiny bit o tin "
which caused a stir until I'd flapped
around and found my old Woolworth's ring.
 
Or, sent post-haste by Royal Mail
from Tower Raven's may I get
Croaky notes, " visit-visit do not fail
to be crowned, poet laureate."